Dance Of Thieves Series Novels & Stories

Words failed me as my entire body shook with fear, Two guards moved in my direction and immediately grabbed me, their actions surprising me, “ Please let me go!” I yelled, “ You thief! How dare you steal our new Luna's diamond necklace?” Madam Doreen mumbles with a smile on her face, Steal, necklace, what was she saying? My mind was in a frenzy, instantly Zara came out with a few pack members, “ So finally the thief has been caught, you will surely get the punishment you deserve this time you bitch!” Zara screamed at me, Madam Doreen walked up to me and slapped me hard on the face,

fixed my hair. Then they quickly parted and the crowd went wild when they saw me in my Dance regalia for the first time, my hips swirled to the beat of the drum as I joined themSurprizing my men with my dance movements, Dancing out the story of our unique Kingdom. The look on their faces said it all.. as I seductively danced toward them. My mates surrounded me with their smiles and lustful movements, beckoning me to mate with them. My eyes locked onto Niklaus as he pulled me close to him, teasing me with the thrusting of his cock, as Kie joined him, Sam danced close and leaned in, whispering in my ear "My mate" My eyes locked onto his and I said "Mate" his full lips parted with a devious sm

“I know Ms. Rivers won’t like me, but I’ll do my best to win her over. Don’t worry. I’ll move into your house as a nanny to take care of her and the child after the baby is born.” Zayn patted her shoulder again when he heard those words. “I’m sorry.” My chest tightened as I watched them. The air was squeezing out of my lungs. A few minutes later, Zayn left to collect her medicine, leaving Whitney alone in the hallway. She straightened her clothes, then curved her lips into a cold smile as she slowly walked toward me. “Ms. Rivers, you’ve been hiding here for quite a while. You heard everything, didn’t you?”

Clawed fingers wrapped around my throat, yanking me up off the ground. I choked, gasping as my feet left the floor, my bound hands useless. "You're a thief," Darius hissed, his voice a growl. "But you are not just a thief, are you? You’ve taken something more than mere gold, more than trinkets." I struggled, thrashing in his grip, but his hold was like iron. His words came out in a snarl, each one laced with anger. "Not someone like you. Weak. Helpless."

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 1 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.

"Thunka… Thunka… After all these years, you're still a tough nut to crack. I know about your dancer. She was seen entering the fortress, but no one saw her going out. I was told that she helped a prisoner escape, but surely she escaped with more than just a prisoner." Dalik overturned the table in front of him, spilling all of its contents noisily onto the tiled floor. The music stopped abruptly and the dancers and guests all looked in his direction. Dalik stood up and bent over Thunka. He took her arm and twisted it behind her back. "Now, Thunka, tell me. Where is the pearl?" said Dalik in a menacing tone. Thunka grimaced as she felt the pain in her arm. "Stop it, Dalik. I will tell you eve

She could hear laughter on the other side—bright and light and full of joy. "I can give her that," she said. "I can give her the dance. But I can't promise she won't see through me." "She won't." Dante opened the door. "Because you're going to be the best dance instructor she has ever had. And for one month, you're going to pretend you're just a woman who loves to dance." He stepped aside, and Zara walked through the door. --- Amara Nwosu was even more beautiful than her photograph.

"It is just a secret word I tell my sisters when they compliment me." He replied harshly. "You are walking toward a stone mountain. Change your direction." "But I do not see any mountain in front of me." He pushed his black hair back, revealing his handsome face. "You are lucky you are an optimistic philosopher… and a hot dancer." The word hot stabbed my heart. "Thank you for reminding me I am a dancer. But I told you it is the only place where I could make money." He answered with a dark frown. "I will fire you."

Just then, the assistant walked in. "Mr. Hoffman, I've done a thorough check with the Ocean Sonata Cup organizers. It seems that the main reason they canceled this year's event was because of Ms. Porter. "They discovered that all of Ms. Porter's past wins were rigged. The scandal was so big they had no choice but to call off the competition. It had nothing to do with Ms. Sullivan." The assistant finished his report curtly. Only then did he notice Cecilia in the room and coughed awkwardly.

He looked neat and good looking as always, but he seemed less formal than he did earlier and his eyes darker by the night, but they held much life as usual. "Yes, but statistically, most thieves end up as murderers, so your fine line is blurry." He replied and stepped up towards her. "Then why are you here 'cause based on your own words, I'm a threat to you as it is." He chuckled and took another step towards her so that they became close and she could feel the heat coming off his body. She quivered on the inside and almost reached out to touch him, but stopped herself. "Because I just made up those statistics, there is no proof to what I said, but nice to know where you stand," he smirked a